Sasuke doesn't only care about one person. He doesn't exist to orbit the other half of a ship. He isn't limited to loving only a ship half. Sasuke has many bonds, and is the most loving character in Naruto.
Stop reducing Sasuke to being a ship half and erasing his other bonds and his character.
Thinking about how Sasuke is the Naruto character BY FAR most reduced to being a peice of shipping fodder, existing exclusively to orbit the other half of a ship... when his canon story was motivated completely by a deep love for his family, people and later, his brother.
Both his biggest shipping fandoms do this, and then you have the dudebros who only care about his "cold" moments, while characterizing him as some emo psychopath.
As a result, his character has been dragged through the mud, warped and misunderstood by almost the entire fanbase.
An interesting aspect of Naruto and Sasuke's dichotomy is how Naruto dreams of the future, while Sasuke dreams of the past.
Naruto's goals are about what he wants to achieve later in life. Sasuke's goals are about avenging those lost in the past, with little regard for himself.
Naruto has so much hope because his outlook on life is entirely determined by his dreams of the future, and what he sees in that future is himself him as Hokage. But Sasuke has largely given up on the future and the present, he sees the past as the only location of his dreams.
Sashke doesn't only care about Naruto, only care about Sakura etc. though he definitely does care about them both a lot. He is the most loving character in the whole series. His entire character is about love. His love is not limited to any ship or to romantic love in general. He isnt ship fodder. He loves so deeply ❤️.
That night, Sasuke couldn't sleep. He felt stupid for insisting to go back to their cell with Jiji even if Sakura said he could stay at the clinic.
"If not for this idiot, I should be spending the night with Sakura," he said with spite.
Everything would be fine if Jiji didn't find out. But because he did, Sasuke had to make him promise that he won't tell on them as a married couple.
Sasuke was sitting in his usual spot thinking about his wife.
"Since when did she have that hairstyle? It's cute.. She looked younger.. Well, she has always looked young.."
Sasuke contemplated if he should go out. Besides, Sakura gave him a red cloth so he could definitely roam around without thinking about Meno.
"What could she be doing right now? Does she have a sleeping quarter there? I hope she sleeps way better than me.. What am I thinking. She's a doctor. Of course they'll provide for her."
He looked around and saw Jiji in his deep sleep. "I can't believe he's talking about Sakura. Did he hit on her? I should keep an eye on him at all times. Sakura is too nice to people like him."
He decided to stand up and go near the cell bars. "I missed my Sasuke!" he smiled at thought. "Did she really miss me? Or did just say that to make an excuse to Jiji? Hmm.. I hope it's the former.. Because I missed my Sakura too." He shook his head at his silly thoughts.
He looked around once more and saw they're all sleeping. Swiftly, he picked the lock with ease and ran towards the clinic. Sakura was startled because he did not knock.
"A-Anata?"
"I– I could use the bed. My wound still hurts.. I– I will just go back before morning." He sat down on the bed while looking at her.
"Hey, no need to rush. I told you, you can stay here with no issues." Sakura noticed that he's restless. "Are you okay, Sasuke-kun? Does it still hurt?" She moved near him and brushed his hair with her fingers.
It gave him goosebumps. He wanted to hug her but the thought that he might not be able to resist the urge to make love with her makes him nervous.
She finally hugged him, bringing his face close to her breast.
It was intoxicating for Sasuke. Her scent was too much for him. He knew in his heart how much he missed her. "Resist Sasuke, damn it!"
"Anata, take care of yourself, okay? Or else I'll always ask to accompany you." She laughed and kissed him before going back to her corner. "I need to write some reports.. Afterwards I'll sleep too."
Sasuke wanted to invite her to lie down beside him instead but he didn't like the idea that he's dirty. He tried to sleep but the words of Jiji haunted him. "A married couple should always be together.. There should be a symbol that you're married so pests like me won't simp on your wife."
Sakura went near him again so he pretended to sleep. She just stared at him, smiling. Sasuke wanted to open his eyes so bad. "Sasuke-kun.. I missed you so much."
Hearing this, Sasuke told himself that he must make a ring.. That he must tell her how much he missed her too.. That they must finish this mission asap and go back to Konoha.. That he must make it up to her.
The cool wind of a late October evening washes across Konoha University’s graduate student mixer as yet another group of students enter. Lights strung from corner to corner cast a soft golden glow, illuminating the rich mahogany woodwork of the hall. Students from various disciplines are deep in conversation, laughter resonating in the room. Among them, Sasuke Uchiha stands out – not just because of his striking features but also for his calm, suave demeanor. At 28, it’s his last year of law school. Sasuke is a stranger to these events, having never willingly attended any of these dating events in his almost three decades. But this time, Sasuke has a plan, a narrow focus on a single goal for tonight.
Across the hall, Sakura Haruno, with her signature pink hair and sparkling green eyes, is bathed in the charming candlelight of the Student Union’s Senju Banquet Hall with a large group of young ladies. A quick scan of his dark grey eyes finds that the entire group wears the same graduate department designation: Kelly green ribbons pinned to their left shoulder.
‘Those must be her infamous medical school friends. The ones that are too rowdy for her to study with,’ Sasuke notes, comparing the vibrant green with his own purple ribbon.
She’s in her first year and, even though the weight of her studies often rests heavily on her shoulders, tonight Sakura looks carefree. There’s none of the shyness that regularly stops her from talking to Sasuke. The mixer is a welcome break, a chance to let her hair down, and maybe, just maybe, find someone who understands the grind of postgraduate life.
Sasuke’s gaze drifts towards her. It’s not the first time he's seen her; over the past semester, their paths have crossed multiple times in the quiet of the Law Library’s basement study room. Late-night study sessions, coffee breaks, and brief chats have turned them from familiar acquaintances to genuine friends. But friends don’t look at each other the way Sasuke does right now.
Her outfit is demure: a white camisole covers the swell of Sakura’s breasts from the deep low cut of her red blouse, her bare shoulders begging to be kissed, her black pencil skirt hugging her curves the same way Sasuke has dreamed of doing every night this week. There's always been an unspoken chemistry, an electric charge in the air whenever they interact, but neither has taken that leap to bridge the gap between acquaintance and more. Unless Sasuke takes actions, he knows he’ll be left aching for longer than just this past week. So, he’s taking action. Tonight.
And tonight, the two lock eyes across the room. There's a subtle difference in the way Sakura looks at him now. There is no shyness like the one he reads every Wednesday and Thursday night they spend in the quiet of the Law Library’s basement level. The pink across her cheeks doesn’t come from feeling the cold sting of his rejection to get to know each other better. Sasuke takes a sip of his drink, and with resolve, waves his hand toward Sakura. She sees him and her heart skips a beat, her cheeks breaking apart in a wide smile.
“Sasuke,” she greets, her voice melodic and light as she crosses the banquet hall. Away from the casual talk of her friends, into the enticing warmth coming from Sasuke. “You told me last week you weren’t coming!”
“Sakura,” he replies, the corner of his mouth lifting in a half-smile. “You look... different.”
She chuckles, playfully rolling her eyes as she playfully pushes against his chest. “Laying it on thick, aren't we?”
Bold. Sakura is bold, teasing him like this in front of everyone. Sasuke catches her hand, keeping it at the spot she willingly touched. Even through his navy-blue suit, shirt, and tie, Sakura’s touch singes him with a wild warmth. Sasuke’s
“It’s a nice difference. Very beautiful.” Sasuke raises an eyebrow, leaning closer.
The intimacy of the gesture is not lost on her. Coming from the man that once argued that they share the Law Library’s tiny basement by sitting on opposing sides, the closeness feels intentional. Every moment feels charged with the electric potential of static, like the precipice of something new and exciting. He looks… so handsome, so happy, so much more different than the stressed young man she’s shared study space with throughout the first part of this semester.
“I thought mixers weren’t your scene. Changed your mind, huh?”
Sasuke’s amusement continues to brighten up his face. It’s so unlike the stoic expressions he wears during their unorthodox study sessions. Unpracticed, a happiness too light for Sasuke’s aristocratic facial features. His refined chin almost hides the nervous swallow, trying to choke down the frog in his throat threatening to stop him from getting what he wants: a chance with her.
“Nope. Just couldn’t have some idiot stealing my study partner.”
As the evening progresses, they move their conversation to a pair of chairs in the back of the hall, to one of the neogothic windows, to the crisp autumn air as Sasuke walks Sakura back to her student dorm through the quad gardens. There's an unspoken understanding between them. Sakura moves them away from the crowds, finding comfort in holding Sasuke’s suit jacket around her bare shoulder.. The cool breeze offsets the warmth of the night, but it's the heat between them that's truly palpable. A kind of burning from the inside out, starting deep in their bones. Not quite comfortable, but a type of pain that’s worth it to stand by each other’s side for one moment more.
In the gentle light of Sakura’s dorm entrance, Sasuke reaches out to her, their fingers grazing before tangling together. It's a bold move, one that sends ripples down Sakura’s spine. Sakura can feel every pore on her arm stand with goosebumps. She looks up to find his dark eyes watching her intently, searching for any signs of hesitation. Finding none, Sasuke pulls their intertwined hands towards his mouth, leaving a simple kiss on the back of her palm.
“Would you,” he starts, clearing his throat as if his boldness is starting to run out, “like to go out sometime? A real date. Like, not in the library basement.”
She grins, a teasing look in her eye. “No studying this time around? I know how insistent you are.”
He shrugs, the playful smirk on his face echoing her teasing tone. “I know. I know what I said. I was being stupid. I promise, no studying this time.”
Sakura pretends to consider it, tapping a finger on her chin. The anticipation is evident in Sasuke's gaze. After a moment, Sakura nods, her smile radiant as she giggles. “Alright, Uchiha. A real date it is.”
Seizing the charged moment, Sasuke gently cradles Sakura's face, drawing her closer. Their eyes lock, and without another word, their lips meet in a tender, yet electrifying kiss. It's brief but full of promises, a silent testament to the sparks that have been flying between them. When they part, both are slightly breathless, the intensity of their emotions shining through.
The world seems a little brighter, the quiet of the Konoha university campus grounds washed away by heavy breathing. The promise of what's to come hangs in the air, sweet and tantalizing and real.
“Tomorrow night?” Sasuke asks, hope shining in his eyes.
Sakura nods, her voice soft. “Tomorrow.”
Sakura walks into her dorm, hearing the soft click of the door shutting, still wearing Sasuke’s jacket. The university's clock tower chimes in the distance, carillon bells ushering the stroke of midnight and the mark of a new day.
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